The poem about watching the rain is 1. What are the poems about rain?
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.
After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)
Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.
2. Appreciation of the ancient poem Watching the Rain
Clever use of puns to enrich the connotation —— A brief analysis of Chen's "Watching the Rain —— Guan Yumin's Mountain Dragon Bell".
The front river and the back ridge are covered with clouds, and thousands of valleys and forests send rain. Bamboo branches are depressed in Shanghai, and the wind blows the corner of the mountain to see the light again.
I don't think the house is leaking, but I'm going to wash my armor. Chen (1090- 1 139) was born in Luoyang (now Luoyang, Henan) in the Song Dynasty.
Song Huizong (Evonne) was a scholar during his reign. He is the most influential poetry school in Song Dynasty-the representative writer in the later period of Jiangxi Poetry School.
He was a doctor of Northern Song Dynasty and imperial academy. After Du Nan, he served as an official assistant minister, and he was tired of being an official. As an outstanding poet at the turn of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, he admired and studied Du Fu in his poetry creation.
Pay attention to the reality and the national movement and people's livelihood; There are few allusions and clear words, unlike Huang Tingjian, his predecessor, who pursues "no words and no place". Although the poem "Watching the Rain" has some allusions, it is simple and clear. Due to the clever use of figures of speech such as puns, this work has a broad realm and rich connotations.
Understanding and appreciating poetry, especially ancient poetry, should be based on understanding people and discussing the world. Watching the rain was written in the summer of 1 130.
In October of the third year of Song Gaozong Jianyan (1 129), nomads attacked Lin 'an (now Hangzhou) and Yuezhou on the southeast front, and then pursued the Emperor of Song Dynasty from the sea. Gaozong fled from Mingzhou to Wenzhou. On the front line of the two lakes (Hunan and Hubei), Jin Bing advanced to Changsha, Hunan in the spring of 1 130.
In February of that year, Changsha Shoushuai actively organized the military and civilians to resist stubbornly, and the situation improved slightly. After the fall of Bianjing (now Kaifeng, Henan), the poet lived in Shaoyang, Hunan, and now lives in the town of Moushan.
A summer rain suddenly falls, and the poet's thoughts fly with the rain ... Although this poem is about the rainy scenery, it contains the poet's great concern about the current situation, not to write about the scenery. The first pair of couplets, "Shanke doesn't understand farming, but sits on the ground and watches the rain and shine", points out the identity, mood and demeanor of the poet at this time.
"Mountain guest" is the poet's self-description, "guest" points out the situation, and "dragon bell" writes the poet's mental state; "Ignorance of agriculture" means that the poet can't (understand) agriculture and mulberry. Here, the author is telling about that unfortunate era, not introducing himself.
Living in a foreign land is because the country is ruined; Mental fatigue is due to drift from place to place; We don't care about farming and mulberry, because in this war-torn era, peaceful production is impossible. The sentence of the first couplet shows the poet's distinct attitude towards this particular era, which is cause and object. Conversation is the fruit, the "master", and "sitting in danger" shows the poet's solemn manner and heavy mood.
"Rain or shine is uncertain" is a pun, which is not only the change of weather, but also the dynamic situation of resisting gold at that time. This is naturally related to the previous "Don't Know Farming", and "Watching the Rain" and "The Current Situation" are round and seamless.
Parallel couplets write scenes, magnificent, magnificent. Rivers and valleys, forests and mountains, clouds and rain.
The poet not only wrote the inherent characteristics of summer clouds and rain, but also expressed his broad and profound thoughts at the moment: isn't the storm surge and heavy rain in the vast area a portrayal of the subversion and relocation of the whole country? Not only the rain scene, but also the present situation is written here. The supreme ruler did not carry out strong resistance, which led to the overwhelming situation of nomadic people. Here, "cloud" and "rain" are skillfully combined. Although the clouds and rain cover the vast and violent, everything in the rain has not completely yielded and the situation is not dark.
There is also unyielding resistance in the cloudy rain curtain, and there is also a chance of life in the shaky crisis (here mainly refers to the active anti-gold move of Changsha Shoushuaiyan at that time). Necklace is not only the real scene in front of us, but also the poet's expectation of the situation.
The bamboo branches are tenaciously raised, and the light is exposed on the high mountain corner and where the wind blows. Here, the poet's careful observation of rain changes shows that he is highly concerned about reality.
The sentence at the end of the couplet is translated from Du Fu's poem "There is no leakage at the bedside", and the antithesis is also translated from Lao Du's poem "Washing the Armored Army for a long time", which is just the opposite here. The author thought of another allusion from the rain: when the king of Wu attacked Yin, it rained heavily. Jiang Taigong said: "This is God washing our armor and helping me attack!" If we raise troops and cut gold in the Song Dynasty, can't we use this heavy rain to wash our weapons? If so, what's wrong with my personal house leaking rain! Of course, the "rain" here refers to good things that help resist gold.
For example, actively resist political policies, take effective operational measures, work together with Qi Xin and stimulate the atmosphere of public opinion. , are different from the gloomy oppression and precarious situation mentioned above (this is also a pun in a broad sense). This is determined by the fuzziness of the image, and also by the poet's original intention of caring about the current situation and hoping for a better political situation.
The poet grasped the different aspects of "wind", "cloud" and "rain" (especially this "rain") and skillfully used the figure of speech of pun, which reflected the poet's active poetic thinking, broad mind and enriched the connotation of the whole poem. Of course, the whole poem also uses figures of speech such as personification and antithesis, which makes it rich in charm; But the key is the use of pun, which seamlessly integrates the immediate natural phenomena, the poet's perception of natural phenomena and his anxious and profound thinking about reality, broadens the artistic conception of poetry, deepens the connotation of poetry, is full of vitality and has great aesthetic significance. It is the representative work of Chen Xian's poems and also a masterpiece of the same period.
Reflect Mr. Chen's gratitude. The profound national disaster and ill-fated life situation made Chen's patriotic enthusiasm gush out.
This enthusiasm and his talent are condensed together to form such a heroic poem.
3. Beautiful poems or sentences about rain
Rain falls from the air to every corner, and raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, which are very beautiful.
Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column. The wind is blowing and it is raining.
A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred. The wind with rain stars, like looking for something on the ground, bumped into the east and west.
No sooner had the pedestrians on the road found shelter than it began to rain. It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a downpour. Look at the rain in the sky, it's really like a waterfall! A gust of wind blew, and the waterfall-like rain was blown like smoke, fog and dust.
Beans-sized raindrops fell to the ground, splashing like a small fountain. When the splash falls on the ground, it becomes a small bubble, which looks like a transparent hat.
It's really interesting to watch the raindrops turn into little hats! It is raining harder. On the roofs and streets, a layer of misty rain and fog is splashed, just like a layer of misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew fiercely, the white gauze curled away, and the rain fell obliquely on the accumulated water in the street, splashing a lot.
The feeling in the rain has been raining since last night, and it should be very affectionate. I can think of rain stains, flowers falling, red scattered fragrance disappearing, somewhat sad, but also somewhat sad.
There are countless people who know that they love rain, and the articles about rain are even more eloquent, but I am also a rain lover and have different feelings about rain, so I wrote them. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; Just like the scenery in front of us, a thousand people have a thousand kinds of scenery.
Some people like rain, some people hate it, some people sigh, some people are crazy, and they feel different. Rain, like flowers and trees, whether it can become a landscape depends on people's mood.
It is a kind of beauty to meet the rain after a long drought, no matter who looks at it; Who doesn't get upset when it rains and the levee is flooded? However, rain is rain. It won't come because you like it, nor will it go because you hate it. What's more, you can't see the splendor of the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Without rainy clouds, there would be no sunny sunshine. It's rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. I was born in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, so I have to say that I am familiar with rain. Supposedly, it should have been blind and indifferent.
But I have a surprise and freshness for the rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, so that the sweet and pure rain is sprinkled on my body and soaked in my skin; The drizzle takes away the dust and haze in my heart and makes my mood clean and bright.
Rain is a gift from heaven, and it is a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. What would the world be like without rain? There are deserts everywhere, sandstorms everywhere, and sandstorms are flying all over the sky; If there are no birds, no animals, not even a trace of green, and life disappears here, how horrible and terrible it would be. The rain in the four seasons is also different due to different seasons and seasonal changes.
Spring rain is the most beautiful and exquisite, like a shy and charming song of a girl; Spring rain is also the favorite of literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", "Silent drizzle in the sky" and "Spring Rain with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River" are all praises to the spring rain.
The dripping girl in the rain lane is probably from the spring rain. The most enthusiastic is the summer rain, like the sweat of a strong man, with a hearty pleasure; Very fierce, walking fast, crisp and dry, never slow.
It not only waters the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings coolness to people in hot summer. People are well aware of its advantages and disadvantages.
The autumn rain with a hint of coolness has another taste in my heart. It is desolate and bleak, and it is very appropriate to say that it is the sigh of the dissatisfied wife whose youth is gone and no longer there.
"If you want rain, it will rain on the river, and it will be clear in autumn. It's getting cold, the wind is getting stronger, the river is closed in the cold, the afterglow is architecture and things are beautiful.
Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. "In the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood is so bleak and helpless.
Li Yian also described her loneliness, sadness and sadness in Autumn Love. "Indus raining, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! " .
In fact, people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, sadness and rain have nothing to do with it? There seems to be little winter rain, and even fewer people like it. But I think it's like a few clear tears shed by a strong man whose wrist is broken and never returns. It is cold, resolute, tragic and heroic.
People can't help but give birth to some respect. The glitz and noise of the world need us to treat it with a normal heart, and so does the rain. Only by getting rid of impetuousness and being more calm can we appreciate its interest and poetry and feel its exquisiteness and beauty.
When I wrote these words, it was still raining, and I couldn't help feeling a little hurt and spring again. Unconsciously, spring deepened and summer came silently. Isn't that how youth gets old, and dreams disappear quietly ... 2. Children giggle in the moonlight, they jump and jump happily, the straw hat jumps and jumps on their heads, and the surrounding Woods and rivers jump and jump.
The moon girl blushed and hid and smiled. The hidden heart must jump behind the clouds. God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, are all golden, transparent, as pleasing to the eye as green, as cool as borneol.
The children stole some lotus leaves, and they caught the golden elves together, and the elves rolled happily. Children should put away the moonlight rain, plant it in the ground next spring, let them sprout, blossom and bear the moonlight rain full of trees, and then give these golden fruits to friends and kindergarten teachers ... Listening to the rain under the eaves every rainy season, I think of listening to the rain under the eaves, which has a unique aesthetic feeling. Although it's not like splashing in the whirlpool of a river, or rushing into the beach of the sea, or a secluded lane in a small town, there is still rain in Mao Mao.
4. Poems about rain
1, sheng: there are thousands of tears in the bamboo, and the Xiangjiang River is misty and rainy.
2. Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain is like West Lake oil.
3. Song Chen Yuyi: The sea is not afraid of rouge, and it is independent.
4. Tiantong Temple in Ningbo: Flowers and flowers can be numerous and dense, and the means can be seen; The storm and the rain are the only way to stand firm.
5. Tang: The painted building flies to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls the rain in the western hills.
6. Anshi, Wang Song: At dusk, wind and rain hit the garden, and residual chrysanthemums fell all over the floor.
7. Randolph: Happy rain is like dew in the morning, dropping pearls into the hearts of flowers.
8. Yang Qingge: It rained all night in the mountains, so there should not be much spring. Look at the grass on the mainland, from green to Dongting wave.
9. Qing Qu Dajun: Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds are ruthless from ancient times to the present.
10, Song: At dusk, the north wind blows rain, and several peaks show thin clouds.
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The meaning of rain
Whenever it rains, my mood changes. Good days are so comforting, but rainy nights are inevitable. Zhang Chaoyun: Rain is a thing. It can shorten the days and lengthen the nights. It is a natural feature of rain, which can make people feel full of vitality and change their minds, so it has a human flavor.
So I remembered the poem about rain. "I used to come here and it was raining, but now I'm gone, Yangliuyiyi." Rain is the monosodium glutamate of parting. Whether in the poetic mood more than two thousand years ago or in our real life today, there is always a feeling of parting with a different flavor, which means that the city is facing rain and the city is light of dust. It is a prelude to parting, and the rain is as thin as sorrow. It is the climax of parting. Rain fell from the sky into my heart, my eyes were wet, and my heart was wet. "It rains outside the curtain, and the spring scenery fades" is another meaning. The melancholy of hometown is particularly deep in rainy days, and the night is long and the lights are dim. March is a lonely and cold cage, and it is "a drizzle dreams of returning to the chicken far away" and "this endless sorrow is endless". The word Li can only be understood on a lonely rainy night.
In fact, rain is not monotonous. Su Dongpo is fond of rain, and Du Zimei was fond of rain. After a long drought, rain comes, which is listed as the four great pleasures of life together with wedding candles. I have seen that after a long drought, the weather is beautiful, farmers are running around, shouting and bathing in expensive rain, and they are very carefree.
Rain also has a unique taste. "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond." Before midnight, he knocked a chess piece and dropped it on the snuff. I thought it was an interesting life for Song people. It is exciting to know whether they are always so cute and treat their friends on rainy nights. Although they didn't get what they wanted, there is no need to be sad. Warm a pot of wine, make a cup of tea and enjoy this quiet rainy night alone. This is also a great pleasure in life.
Then I remembered Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane, and put my feelings in the rain. The more I look at the truth of my feelings, the more I look at the charm of the scenery. I once wandered alone in a long rainy lane, but I didn't meet a girl like Lilac. However, such an idea will be somewhat emotional.
Spring rain, wet in my heart, accompanied by spring flowers, constitutes the temperament of spring. "The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." My understanding of these two poems has always been this: after a night of rain, the alley is full of weathered apricot flowers, and I think the word "sell" is like a flower. Although there is no such explanation in the textbook, I stubbornly believe that this is in line with spring. Summer rain is fierce. Torrential rain, downpour is its unique title, "Look at the red and wet place, spend a lot of money to crown the city", but it can be seen that the effect of summer rain is fierce.
The saddest thing is the autumn rain. "Tears in front of the pillow, rain in front of the steps, dripping through the window." I think this rain is undoubtedly autumn rain, but the same thing, different seasons, different temperament, such a clever creation! An yun, Yi Lee: "The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk." Rain and tears! The most unbearable thing to listen to is Qiu Jianhu's masterpiece Autumn Wind and Autumn Rain. It is sad to write an autumn poem, let alone repeat it.
The rain in winter is heroic, but I only remember playing Weng's "The Wind and Rain on November 4th": "Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of an iron horse glacier". It is difficult to climb mountains and mountains, and go forward bravely. On this rainy night in winter, it is even more tragic.
Rain also varies from place to place. The rain in the south is heavy, the rain is dense and the wind is crazy, the flowers and trees are swaying, and the beans are dripping on the roof, as loud as drums. After a brake, the world became clear. And the plum rain between Jianghuai, lingering, is like an affectionate woman, holding hands and not letting you go, endless and moldy.
When I was a child, I still remember a rain, which was the artistic conception of "fish out in the drizzle and swallow in the breeze". Wearing a hat and carrying a fishing rod, I squatted by the stream. It was like a bitter gourd. Rain drops on the surface of the water, arousing small bubbles. Small fish sometimes jump out of the water, but they can't catch my fish, and I am already full of interest.
When I was in high school, it was a stormy day. Standing in the classroom on the fourth floor, I looked at the sky and the earth outside. The trees are shaking violently and the wind is roaring. White rain jumped into the window, and the world outside the window seemed to be a freehand brushwork scenery. I stopped for a long time.
Now I'm far away in Hefei, and when I look at the rain, I feel more homesick. The sound of the rain is silent, which probably doesn't mean "leaving the residual lotus to listen to the rain", but it is more likely to arouse people's feelings. Whenever it rains, my thoughts will drift far away, returning to the paddy fields and ponds in my memory and throwing them into trees and window grilles, always wondering whether the kitchen smoke is also bathed in the confused rain.
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5. Ancient poems about rain
Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Note 1 season: season. In spring: Just when the rain is needed in spring. Yes: that is, that is. Happen: It means rain. 2 dive: quietly. Moisturize things: moisten everything. ③ Wild trail: a path between fields. Fire: light. 4 red and wet place: refers to the rosy flowers on the tree head. Weight of flowers: Flowers are heavy because they are full of rain. Jinguan City: Chengdu.
Yang ning Yong Yu
There are many roads in the dust, and the mud is enough for Yan Jia. Poor and dazzling, it's wet all over the palace flowers.
Du fu Dayu
It doesn't snow in winter in western Sichuan, and farmers are still hungry in spring.
Heaven is mourning, Zhu Xiayun Yu Tao.
Holding the heat is boiling tripod, fiber woven robe.
Wind and thunder blow in Wan Li, and wormwood is applied to Ze.
Dare to say that the grass has leaked, and I already like millet beans.
Three days without pedestrians, the second river roared.
Liming, Liu Xiahui, is far from the river.
Wandering in the courtyard, watching the waves in seclusion.
When you collect bait, you forget what you did.
If you know how to moisten things quietly, you can borrow nothing.
The shade is quiet, so you should practice from Guan Cao.
My family doesn't have to do it while the neighbors are away.
Li shangyin Xiaoyu
At first, it moved with the mist in the forest, and it was a little cool at night.
The window is cold, and the court is empty near the water.
Li shangyin drizzle
Curtain floating in Bai Yutang, chewing gum rolling.
Chu women were interested at that time, and it was cool.
Li Shang is hidden in the wind
Although I have an ambitious heart, and I also have the heroic poem "Bright Sword", it is not the most popular, and I have stayed in this strange place for a long time.
The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.
New friends are covered with secularism, so old friends are separated by layers.
I sincerely call for Xinfeng wine to melt my thousand worries?
Two Rain Poems about Cui Daorong Creek, Part I.
Sit and watch the dark clouds and heavy rain, and spray mountains in front of you. Suddenly, there were dark clouds overhead and it was stormy, but it was the night before the mountain came out.
Weidengzhuang Louwangyu, Xianyang County
Midaregumo is like a beast rushing out of the mountains, and the wind and rain are all over the Weihe River.
Empty, nothing to see, geese oblique couplet.
Hanhe rainstorm
The electric tail burns black clouds, and the rain feet fly silver lines.
Throw it in the middle of the pool quickly, and the smoke will faint the water.
The cool atmosphere in the air disappeared, and summer retreat relaxed health.
Polygonum multiflorum Thunb. (4) Turn the green fan with lotus flowers.
Who will accompany you during the gale? I explored all the fun.
If you want to leave or stay in the future, you will be in a state of war for a long time.
Note 1 electricity: lightning. 2 atmosphere: ominous gas. (3) bamboo. 4 Asia: Passing "pressure". I: red. ⑤ Fun: Idle feelings.
Du da mu Yu hang
The east is dark and the wind drives the sea water, and the bottom of the sea rolls to the center of heaven.
March and June were miserable, and after dusk, water dripped all over the sky.
The piano shafts are stacked, and the horns and claws are long.
God whips ghosts to control the Yin emperor, and ghosts spray wildly.
In all directions, it is the battle between Yujing and Wan Li.
Clouds around the wind, the Yellow Emperor is no better than Chiyou.
All rivers are magnificent, and Kun is locked up and worried.
The same was true in Daiwa for six years, when I was full of energy.
The east building shrugged its heads and looked down, wishing it could fly high.
Call on the strong and healthy people in the city to open the wine field in a wide range of exhibitions.
Rush the hammer to cheer up, regardless of the thin waist mother.
Jinlai
6. What are the romantic poems about rain?
1, the sound of rain is gurgling, like living by a stream, I would rather it rains every day.
It's raining, and I'm starting to miss you. I missed you so much that I got wet under my umbrella.
3. Rain is a broken poem, and poetry is a continuous rain!
4, the glass asked if the rain was tired, and the rain asked if the glass hurt.
5. It rains deeply on the river at night, so you can lean on Jiuquan, turn off the lights and sit in the dark, listening to the rain, and feel sad all night.
6, last night, the wind and rain suddenly started, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep.
7. Spring water is brighter than the sky, and the painting boat listens to the rain.
8. Listen to the wind and watch the rain and laugh at the misty rain.
9. The east wind spends thousands of trees at night, and it also blows down, and the stars are like rain.
10, the dead of night, the rain cooled, the wine was drunk alone, and I thought for a long time. Who knows, the wine woke up, the rain stopped, the wind was silent, and people woke up in the middle of the night.
1 1, there are swallows in Beilin, it rains and snows; The north wind is sad and difficult to fly; If you want to break the rain, why not? The north wind is blowing violently, and I will never leave.
12, I don't know who broke his heart in this rainy season, but fell poetically in this rainy season.
13, year after year, the wind blows and the rain falls several times.
14, deep thrush, light thrush, cicada temples covered with clouds. Wushan is high, Wushan is low, and it rains at dusk.
15, the wind sends rain, and the rain follows the wind. The Han dynasty flourished, and Shu Dao was connected, and Shu Dao was only connected with dragons.
7. Poems about rain
It's raining outside the window, with heavy raindrops, the size of beans, but not dense. Occasionally so many grains are a happy note hitting the window!
There is not only rain outside the window, but also wind, which is considered as strong wind. The school is close to the mountain, and the wind in this mountain is particularly strong. It's really a pleasant couple, which makes the rain sound a little more textured.
Listening to the rain, I really want to indulge in it and enjoy it, but I can't calm down, because my heart is not rain, but thinking about other things. Things are trivial, I don't want to say, it's not worth saying, or I don't want to think at all, but I can't get rid of them, filling every space in my heart, making me have to think, think and explore!
Rain is just a foreign object, or it has nothing to do with me. I am just a passer-by, a passer-by. I just accidentally discovered its magic and shared a little attention. Of course, you can't and can't devote yourself to it. It's just a foreign object, and no matter how beautiful it is, it can't occupy your heart.
The rain is getting smaller and smaller on a small basis, but things are still there, lingering, or I can say that I think more and more and think deeper and deeper!
The rain stopped, but my thoughts continued.
-"Listen to the Rain"